Ardath by Marie Corelli
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through winding paths of alternate light and shade, sheltered by
the latticework of crossed and twisted green boughs where only the amorous chant of charming birds now and then broke the silence with fitful and tender sweetness. All the air about them was fragrant and delicate,--tiny rainbow-winged midges whirled round and danced in the warm sunset-glow like flecks of gold in amber wine,--while here and there the distant glimmer of tossing fountains, or the soft emerald sheen of a prattling brook that wound in and out the grounds, amongst banks of moss and drooping fern, gave a pleasant touch of coolness and refreshment to the brilliant verdure of the luxuriant landscape. "Speaking of creeds, Sah-luma"--said Theos at last, looking down with a curious sense of compassion and protection at his companion's slight, graceful form--"What religion is it that dominates this city and people? To-day, through want of knowledge, it seems I committed a nearly unpardonable offence by gazing at the beauty of the Virgin Priestess when I should have knelt face- hidden to her benediction,--thou must tell me something of the common laws of worship, that I err not thus blindly again." Sah-luma smiled. "The common laws of worship are the common laws of custom,"--he replied--"No more,--no less. And in this we are much like other nations. We believe in no actual Creed,--who does? We accept a certain given definition of a supposititious Divinity, together with the suitable maxims and code of morals accompanying that definition, ... we call this Religion, . . and we wear it as we wear our clothing for the sake of necessity and decency, though truly |
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